Day 4

Or is it Day 5?

Finally went to somewhere today! :P Church this morning was awesome! Good to see familiar faces again (although I miss the familiar faces in you-know-where too!). Try to guess where did I go after that? Tadaaaa~

I have no idea why did they decorate the stage like that. Hari Raya theme? Maybe.

The answer to my own question. I went to da good ol' Spring! Kuchingites love tHe Spring! (Well, I assume).

I dunno what happened to me. Suddenly snapping random pictures.

Bringing my habit in the land of you-know-where back to my hometown.

Seriously (I think) these 2 cute guys are new stuffs. Never seen them before.

I never noticed this before. You-know-where has taught me to become more observant, I guess.

THE MAIN AGENDA. My old specs (the one that I'm currently wearing) had created much havoc to me. I couldn't see what's written on the whiteboard from my seat in the class. I couldn't recognize my own classmate when I passed her by one night. I even hesitated to help someone because my eyes (or that pair of specs) were fooling me, saying that that's not the person I think I saw. This happened a month ago, I think. It made me feel awful. Isn't it sad when you can't even judge from your eyesight? (Emo again, quick quick change topic!).

Hence I decided to bid farewell to the old specs, the one I've been wearing since Form 4. I think I made a blog entry about that 2 years ago. Based on the picture above (huh?), I think I can open an optic shop now, selling second-hand specs. The cool harry potter-like sunglasses were bought when I was around 5 years old, I think. I'm glad I still kept them! I started wearing specs in Primary 5 and now I can't imagine a minute without my specs. They're my best companion. Sometimes I nap with my specs on (for better vision when I dream, maybe?).

So yeah, enough with the specs story. I'm not even wearing the new one now. Felt dizzy for some reason. I usually take a really long time to adapt myself with new things, including specs :P

Thennnn...I sent my guitar for service since I never did so. Just wanted to know what will they do to the guitar before the service period ends :P Since the guy suggested that I should change the strings, I just agreed. The last time since I changed them was last December - and the last set of strings were damn expensive, I regretted for buying from that other shop last year. LOL. The new set which I changed to just now is as good as the old one, yet far more affordable and reasonable. Overall I'm satisfied by the service provided. Happy with the new strings :)

Bought a new pick too! I love collecting random things, so I decided to add another pick into my collection. It's the orange one in the picture. My favourite one now. Before this I always use the one next to it. The new one is thinner. I'm loving it! Every pick in the picture has it's own story. I bought the first one when I had my first guitar. It's extra thick. Being a noob that time, I never knew it wouldn't like it. The second one is freeeeee (that's why it's PINK, ok..). Got it when I bought my second guitar. Third one is also freeee. Found it when collecting rubbish (prefect's job every morning) in front of the school hall. Since nobody was there, I took it haha! Fourth one burnt a hole in my pocket. RM3. I was still a secondary school student during that time T_T that's why I love it the most.

See..I started very humbly. My first set of strings was the cheapest one available. As I get older, I seem to get choosier. Kids nowadays..hmm.

All brand new!

Photo of the day. YUMMY!

Back to Bio! Bye :D

Random

My blog has been lacking pictures lately, so yeah I'm just going to put some random pictures taken by using my humble 2.0MP phone camera.

The proof that we studied really hard for Chemistry.

Legacy left by housemates. Censored just for fun.

Waiting. LCCT yo! That's not my bag :D

HOME yo! Kitty relaxing on my guitar bag. I don't usually allow her to do so.

It's always 7.12 am/pm yo! This holiday will never end! Woohoo!

Bio

Is This Progress?

The Adventures of Balik Kampung

My hometown is not a kampung. In fact, it has the status Bandar Raya. However, to make this entry sound as dramatic as a real adventure, I shall just keep that as the title. Oh ya, thanks Azreen for suggesting this entry! (This is going to be a longggg, picture-less entry).

First of all thank God for the safe journey (despite the fight in the flight, yes, my flight was that dramatic). It was certainly a long way, twisting turning back home (quote from song lyrics, ehem), from KTM Station to the grounds of Cat City. I was grinning my way out from the arrival gate.

Now let me start from the start. I didn't spend the night in my own room because I was the last one to leave, so Zalikha was victimized to be my host. I woke up at 7.30 that morning (shockingly early yo!). After returning to my own block, I did some last minute jobs, such as throwing away the legacies that my housemates left for me (another way to say the rubbish), making sure all of the buckets in the house were upside down, checking every window etc.

Left my room before 10am because Zalikha and Amirah put a prank on me, saying they're already waiting for me inside the taxi. I cannot believe I believed :P Now imagine the blur, slow, clumsy, forgetful Fee rushing for something which is not real. Of course I forgot to bring something and had to run back. It was the card thingy you have to hand in to the guards whenever you're going to somewhere and not returning that night. Well in this case people can never blame me for I have never experienced sleeping over at somewhere else. I have no relatives over there yo!

Walking out from the gate felt like phase 1 of happiness. How did it feel like? FUN. After seeing people dragging their bags the day before, it was our turn! My bag didn't have wheels though. So I didn't drag mine. Haha. There was one thing in my mind that time: If I don't get a seat in KTM, I'm going to break my shoulders! Thoughts of standing in the KTM weeks earlier with Chiang Tieng, Tricia and Fern haunted me. Please, not with this heavy backpack, I said to myself.

What was phase 2 of happiness? Getting a seat in KTM! Hahah! Even though the girl's head sitting beside me kept on touching my shoulders, I acted like nothing happened. Isn't it so weird to be jam-packed in a place with sleepy people? Everybody sitting was sleeping, so I followed suit even though I wasn't sleepy. We got off at KL Central, where phase 1 of blurness began. I know nothing about going anywhere, yes I'm a bad traveller (should I classify myself as one?). People say malu bertanya sesat jalan (banyak bertanya tak malu), so I chose to be tak malu. Texted one of the many many seniors, Fern for help (thank you senior!) and managed to get the right transport to the right place.

Phase 3 of happiness: reaching LCCT, checking in and waiting for the moment yo! Waiting was...not so fun, I did a silly mistake for keeping my novel and Conan comics at the bottom of all my clothes inside my bag :P Time was just wasted by playing Reversi on my phone. Then I took a nap. See, it was that boring. When I woke up, I felt awful because my specs were squashing my nose. I looked around and saw 3 of our seniors! Then phase 4 of happiness began. Walking to the plane. Ngahaha!

My seat was just beside the window (felt glad because I cannot imagine sitting for 1 hour 45 minutes without looking outside/below, seeing the tiny buildings and Amazon-like rivers). It was not as exciting as before, being in a flight for twice in a few months. When I came to KL, I was so excited because the last time I boarded a plane was like...10 years ago XD

Fast forward...after the napping-waking up-napping cycle, we finally landed safely. With a big grin on my face, I marched out together with Zalikha, our pace increased as we were getting nearer towards the gate of phase 5 of happiness. I saw my dad waving. Yo, my dad was waving to me. HAHA. I was told that he was really excited to fetch me from the airport. Awww.

Awesomeness kept on coming after that. I told EVERYTHING, every single bit of story to my family all the way back home in the car. I came to realise that the distant really taught me how to grow up, love and appreciate more. They say I look taller, my arms are bigger (LOL, perhaps after all of the exercises during CG outing?). I know I'm not just growing up physically :)

Well that was my adventure of balik kampung. Tomorrow will be Day 2 at home. Bio report remains untouched. Vitamin C keeps on flashing into my mind. What kind of holiday is this going to be?...

ps. Food is awesome here. Finally, the familiar taste of mother's cooking :D

EMO

How would you feel?...

When you are the last person to leave a room.

When you are standing in front of the window but the only thing you see is people dragging their bags.

When the only sound that you can hear is the sound of cars bustling.

When you've just found out your test marks that particular morning.

When you feel so free but you have nothing to do.

When you're here today, but not tomorrow.

What am I talking about? Well, as usual I am talking to myself in a way that I type it out so that I won't forget. You know the feeling of "Aww..look how emo I was last time". Cool huh?

Again, I would love to repeat something.

How would you feel when standing in front of the window but the only thing you see is people dragging their bags.

I FEEL EMO.

Although I know it's my turn to do so tomorrow.

...and yeah I know that the title of this post is so emo, but please allow me to also include the awesomeness of today.

First of all...I played guitar the second time for Campus Revo this afternoon! Thanks to seniors - Shin for allowing me to play, Caryn for the guitar and Shiau Xian for leading the worship :) Had a great time just now. (Yeah don't get me wrong, even when I don't play, it's always awesome). XD

I managed to get more than half for Chemistry. Well, not bad, right? I know I'm not as brilliant as my classmates/group mates but yeah I'm just going to run my own race. Everytime I get emo with my marks I always remind myself how I got 44% in Chemistry during form 5 yet still ace the exam in the end (LOL?). Allow me to do some self-motivation, please. You might say oh yeah form 5 life is soooo different and you cannot compare it with college life, but who cares. It's the same feeling though. The feeling that you are never as good as the others (emo again, sorry) but deep inside you know you can do it. Say it again yo, I CAN DO IT!

Back to awesomeness. I feel awesome that topic tests have finally ended andddd (drumroll...) holidays have just started! I cannot wait to forget about studies for a while. I cannot wait to wake up late and sleep late without feeling guilty at all. I cannot wait to eat simple meals at home. I cannot wait to throw myself on my bed, play guitar all day, sing aloud in my room, read newspaper, etc etc.

I've been here for almost two months already, and if one of our seniors didn't say "Enjoy your first ever holiday!", I would never notice that it's our first one! I've been enjoying myself so much here, I guess. Despite all the stress of studying, there are actually a lot of good things here in this place.

What else should I add here? Everything's still the same - cars are still bustling, it's so noisy yet quiet. What a paradox. I haven't finished packing (how can I ever finish if I don't stop what I'm doing right now?). I'm thinking really hard on what to bring and what NOT to bring. One thing's for sure, I am not going to bring that extra thick Core Maths book, so I'm going to end this post now so that I can start doing my Maths homework and be super brilliant in Maths woohooo! (fake happy tone).

Bye. Will be blogging from somewhere else tomorrow. YAY :D

Am I Doing My Best?

Am I going to be good enough?

Am I doing my best?

What am I doing here right now?

Someday I'll know the answers...
sounds so emo eh.

I'm Busy

..but I'm pretending not to be. Topic tests, reports, homeworks. Oh please don't kill me.

Let me tell you a random story of what had happened just now. I saw a lizard. It was on the floor...about to enter my bedroom. I made a mistake. I shouldn't have tried to shoo it away, because of course it was going to run INTO the room because I was coming from the opposite direction. To make matters worse, the door of my locker wasn't closed. Now I don't know where's the lizard. It might be inside my locker, it might be on the wall..it might be hiding in my belongings. OH NOOOO.

Enough with the lizard. I'm staying up late for a reason. Oh beetroot, please be kind to me.

One Month Later

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow is no ordinary day. It's my going to be my housemate's Physics test day. It's Core Maths day. It's the day I come back late every week. It's Wednesday!

So what? Tomorrow, the 3rd of August 2011 will be the witness of my survival in this place after a remarkable one month period. One month?!! Yes, I managed to be far far away from home for 1 month! Time for some upgrading. Give me another one month! No problem.

Liar, you will say to me. What made me survive this time? What made me not feel extra super duper homesick? What made me successful in not repeating my Form 1 history of running away from boarding school? The answer is not what, but who.

Being far away from your loved ones, you need some new people to show you love. Okay. Stop thinking about what you are thinking right now. I'm not going to say I met a guy and bla bla bla. I just want to say that I've met with a lot of amazing people here, seniors and people in the same batch alike. All from different hometowns, different races, yet their friendliness and kindness sometimes makes me ponder...before coming here, I listened to a song that said:

"In the end sincerity will have no meaning at all"

This is not what I can see here. Seniors show care to you, friends are so far so nice. Sincerity does have meaning. It made me tell myself I am not alone every morning when I take my shower with a reluctant heart to start the day. The kindness of the people I know here keeps me going, constantly living every moment with hope because I know I am not alone. What will you feel if one day you discovered somewhere, people have your name in a list and even before you know them (even before they know you), they have been praying for you. I've just found out that fact a few days ago. While we were busy with our MDS (orientation week), filled with both agony and excitement, there were seniors actually praying for us. Praying that we'll not feel homesick, praying that we'll have courage and strength. From the bottom of my heart, I would just like to say thank you very much to the seniors from Campus Alive!

I know that my mum must be very happy to know that my life here is OK. Don't worry everyone in the house :) God is watching over me :)

Oh ya, new story to tell. Thanks to Caryn, my senior, I had the chance to play guitar over the weekends till todayyyy (played during Campus Revo - my ears felt hot, I was actually nervous) :D It's been a while..my fingers hurt and I feel like a beginner. Yet, I managed to write a new song! It somehow tells about my feelings right now. I didn't manage to complete it before returning the guitar, but maybe I can continue it next time. The verse and chorus goes like this:

Looking at the sky on a dark night,
I always know that You are so close by my side.
Feeling down and lonely on a sunny day,
I can only feel the wind and say it's gonna be OK.

Coz I wanna stand up firm and say,
I can make it tomorrow and today,
and I (.....*cannot think of the lyrics here*)

Give me hope when I feel down,
Give me faith when I am lost,
(...*to be continued*...)

Yeah I cannot think of the lyrics after that. Part of the song was written when I was alone in my room. Part of it came into my mind when I was on the bus, on the way to church one Sunday afternoon.

I guess this is long enough. I should stop typing now and go back to my beloved Core Maths textbook. Till we meet again in another chapter.